The Infinitely Vast,
the Always Been,
has called me to fast...from just about everything in my normal routine.

Food.
Spending frivilously.
Travel time.
Worry.

I couldn't be more terrified, or more sure for that matter. But I have asked some tough questions lately:

How can I be a better wife?
How can I be a better mother?
How do I continue to move outside of myself?
How do I make my arms, His arms?
My hands, His hands?
Should we add on to our family?
Should we adopt or birth?
How will this all tie in with my job with The Voice?

For the past two or three days I have woken up unsure if this was the right thing. And, as usual...I started to 'plan a day' to begin my fast. I thought I would start on the 1st of May, so as to keep it easy. Nope. Yesterday, it was even more clear around mid afternoon when I had a late lunch. I thought I was going to throw it up. I felt so guilty! This morning was different. I woke up happy, peaceful, determined, ready.

So, God, me a great adventure? Bring it on!

Just for historical reference, this is where I am going to log how I am feeling:

Congested, I think...since I am raw, though it's not as bad as it would be.
Tired. I still haven't caught up on my sleep! I am working on a 10 pm bedtime.
Happy. Relaxed. Comforted.


All this said, because I am shaking up this blog for a big cause...the casting off of my old self. I can't wait to see what becomes of me. Here's praying!

In love,
kelly